……Talk about hitting the bed and sleeping like a brick….we did the three….S.S. and S…..minus the shave…..and hit the streets around 9:30….and the people were out in forces…..it was like we slept too late…..anyway,….coffee was needed so we headed back to Next Level Specialty Coffee…..me for a cappuccino and one more slice of cheesecake…..because the cake….. “IS SO DAMN GOOD”…..Nicole had the avocado toast with dried tomatoes….Nicole told the cook….. “Look, if you don’t give us the recipe for your cheesecake…..we’re going to kidnap you”…..yep, it’s that good……we had a wonderful conversation with a young couple visiting from Nürnberg while we ate……since we have an apartment, shopping for food to cook was our next plan….I don’t know if Google Maps realized how pissed off we were yesterday….but it decided to act right this morning…..and we found…..MAS (Plaza del Teatro 1)…..way cheaper than eating out every night…..3 full bags of food for under 40 bucks…..dropped it all off…..shoved it in the fridge…..and Nicole screamed …. “BEACH!”….ok…..she found an area which looked interesting….we found the #34 bus to catch….which would take us there…..got on it….and Nicole asked one question….. “Which area has the nicest beach?”…..this is what happened…..the bus driver started talking…. then the lady sitting across from us wearing a blue dress jumped in the conversation….then the two guys who worked for the bus company and were along for the ride jumped in…..soon the lady wearing a white blouse (who wasn’t invited into the conversation – nor were the others) and sitting directly in front of the lady wear the blue dress jumped in….and one of the guys along for the ride answered her…..which led to the lady in the blue dress to answer him….which led to the bus driver answering him (while driving and swerving cars) and the blue dress lady….and of course the lady in white had to respond….which led back to the bus driver answering the lady in the blue dress previous answer…..and one of the guy along for the ride answered it for the bus driver….but the lady in the white top I think disagreed with his answer….so the bus driver said something else to the lady wearing the white top…..and that led to everybody talking at once…..yapping away for close to a minute…..and I didn’t understand one word…..the lady sitting near us wanted to join the conversations…..but the look on her face said…. “Nah, screw this”…..and we still didn’t know where the best beach was…..and while all this was going on…..I looked at Nicole….and she busted out laughing with tears in her eyes…..I said to her…. “Only you can start some shit like this”…..we took the blue lady’s advice….because she seemed like the Alpha in this going nowhere conversation…..it wasn’t a nice spot for us….so we walked further down the beach and Nicole found a place in the sand where she could play fish…..and I found…..FACTURA SIMPLIFICADA (Paso Maritimo El Pedregal 18)……..and had a few beers…..later she joined me…..and noticed the man grilling fish on the beach in front of us was bumping Bob Marley…..I told her he’s been doing that for a long minute…..so my wife being my wife went over and talked to him…..and they hit it off as usual……everyone talks to her like they’ve been BFF’s since dinosaurs were around…..she came back and said…. “He has some weed”…..cool…..then he waved for me to come over…..we spoke and laughed…..I went back to our table and told Nicole….. “That’s not weed…..that’s Moroccan hash”….. puff, puff pass…..he was grilling for the restaurant next door called……RESTAURANTE EL CABRA (Paso Maritimo El Pedregal 17)……Pedro’s so cool and laidback…..we instantly became boyz’s…. two beers later, some munchie’s food…..and a nice buzz….we headed back to the city……and chilled for a while…..you have to eventually because the sun and mid-afternoon heat ain’t no joke….a few hours later……me watching the Olympics in Spanish….. not understanding one word…..while sipping on a San Miguel 40oz……Nicole said….. “FOOD!”…..ok…..so we went on a restaurant recon mission…..believe me….when you’re walking around in the “Mazetrix”…..the choices seem unlimited…..but I always leave it to Nicole to find the one popular with the locals…..and boy did she…..LA CARAVANA del CENTRO (Latin Fusion)…..(Jose Denis-Belgrano 25)…..the place is own by a person from Chile……the cook for tonight was Ecuadorian….other nights the cook is from Senegal……and let me tell you…the Ceviche with fish…..and the Jamaican Jerk Chicken was smoking….we shared a plate…..Nicole politely told me….. “Next time you get your own damn plate”….and of course we washed it down with a glass of sangria…..not as good as the four I downed yesterday…..but the cinnamon taste was nice…..so, burp……and we hit the streets back to our apartment….let me hip you to one thing about the women in this city…..if you have a  big bangin’ butt and you want to show it…..do it….if you have Dolly Buster boobs,….let ‘em hang out……and if you have small ones and you wanna push them together and make one good one…..go for it….if you think you have an Aphrodite body….let them see it…..if your hair is perfect and you’re willing to wear enough war paint to cover the entire Native-American population in America….paint baby, paint……if you have no problem wearing what you think is the sexiest tight-fitting, showing off everything dress in your closet….fling it on……then you come to the city center…. “AND STRUT YO STUFF!”……for all the world to see…..daytime, nighttime….beach time….don’t matter…and Spanish women are very “Proud”…..and beautiful…..the Moors came…..stayed for over 700 years….shared their knowledge and wisdom…..and a whole lotta DNA…..Nicole and I sat in Plaza De La Constitucion  for a minute thinking we were judges for a fashion show…..it was funny, sad and very strange…..seeing kids between like…..11 to 17…..and older women but mostly…..young kids…..dressing as sexy as they may think possible was a bit odd for us…..one young girl walked by…..and probably said to herself….. “Screw it, I’ll just wear a bra”….I asked Nicole if she would let her daughter go out like that…..her response…. “I’d slap the shit out of her.”…..my best observation today taught me something…..that some parental disciplining carries over through different cultures…..basically universal…..this one kid at the beach…was screaming and yelling his lungs out at his mother…..mom looked at him…..and went “Ol’ school” on him….she slapped him dead upside his head….and mom yelled back at him….and I’m telling ya….it worked….big time….he did exactly what I did when my mom would bop me upside my head….when she had enough of my shit…..he shut up!